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<b>Arthur O'Shaughnessy. 1844–1881
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Ode</b>
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WE are the music-makers,<br>
And we are the dreamers of dreams,<br>
Wandering by lone sea-breakers,<br>
And sitting by desolate streams; <br>
World-losers and world-forsakers,<br>
On whom the pale moon gleams: <br>
Yet we are the movers and shakers <br>
Of the world for ever, it seems. <br>
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With wonderful deathless ditties <br>
We build up the world's great cities,<br>
And out of a fabulous story <br>
We fashion an empire's glory: <br>
One man with a dream, at pleasure, <br>
Shall go forth and conquer a crown; <br>
And three with a new song's measure 15
Can trample an empire down. <br>
<p>
We, in the ages lying <br>
In the buried past of the earth, <br>
Built Nineveh with our sighing, <br>
And Babel itself with our mirth;<br>
And o'erthrew them with prophesying <br>
To the old of the new world's worth; <br>
For each age is a dream that is dying, <br>
Or one that is coming to birth.
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